Misery...

What you ask is "it"? 
 Misery.
Does misery like company?

I walk through Penn Station on a daily basis, I stand to the side, waiting for my train home, just like everyone else. People watching...I observe everyone from the sidelines. People rushing to catch their trains home. People running, practically knocking others down to get to their track, and then realizing they're 2 seconds too late, the train doors have closed. They curse under their breath, because now, they have to wait an annoying 20 more minutes until the next train comes along.

I stand there watching. I merely lean against the wall quietly, and watch. Sounds rather creepy, huh? But that's what I do I people watch, it's like watching the Animal Planet. You see the hurds, like  wildebeests migrating across the Serengeti. You see so many people. So many different types of people. Different colors, different shapes, different sizes, different types of clothes, from all walks of life...etc...but ALL of these different people have TWO things in COMMON:

1. They're all rushing to get home.
2. They all have this one common MISERABLE look on their faces.

My questions:
-Does this city drain people of happiness?
I rarely see people happy and smiling. I mean come on now, you're going home.

-Does work drain you?
For me, I believe so...(not anymore...lol)

-Does this city take your soul?
Hmm...perhaps. Or maybe I do? Muahaha...

...but seriously folks...

Misery. Does it love company?
So many of these people share this same common facial expression/emotion.

I, for one have that same exact miserable look on my face while waiting for the train or riding it for that matter.
We all do.

And you know what, when someone just as miserable looking as you comes along and stands next to you on the platform or sits/stands next to you on the train, your first thought is: "Why the fuck are you standing/sitting so close to me, go do that somewhere else, go bother someone else...leave me alone!" 

It's never:

-Hey you miserable bastard, please talk to me
-I would love it if you hovered next to me, with your stinky ass
-I love that you refuse to use deodorant
-I love how you perspire even when it's 20 below outside...
-I love the way your dandruff flutters down off your shoulders and onto my jacket sleeve...
-I love that you forgot to wash your hair and I can SMELL the greasies off your head because you are that close to me...
-No fat bastard...please stare at my tits...it will only make my day that much better...
-Please pan-handler...Ask me for money...Oh...oh ask ME!!
-Hey annoying kid please pick your nose and rub it on my pant leg...I wouldn't want it anywhere else
-Oh I would love it if next time you coughed/sneezed directly onto my face, rather than just in my general area...
-Hey homeless dude, maybe you should start bottling your urine, I just can't get enough of the smell...Please waft it in my direction...
-Hey incompetent parent...please make your child scream/cry louder, no no it's okay, it will only help this headache I have...

And...right there...my friends...is proof, that MISERY...DOES NOT LIKE COMPANY... haha.